I'm so sorry that this has taken me so long. School just kind of fell on top of me and I hit a major wall of writer's block. I can't promise how great this chapter will be because I'm still trying to work myself back into writing again, but I'm giving it my best shot. I'll ask in advance for you to forgive my spelling and grammar mistakes, because I know there will be some. Anyway, I am sorry, for the insanely long wait… like almost two years.

Disclaimer: Yep, I still don't own anything that has to do with beyblade… except the movie on VHS but I don't think that really counts for much. Also the chapter Title is from the My Chemical Romance song, with which I also have no ownership.

Warning: Um… they are pretty much the same as in the last chapter. There will be yaoi and language… and possibly some confusing situations. If these things

offend you then do not continue reading.

Chapter Two: I'm Not Okay, I Promise

How long had it been? He wasn't sure. It could have been only a few days, or it could have been several long months. He spent everyday the same anymore, so the passing of time mattered very little to him. Kai rarely left his home anymore. Life suddenly just seemed like way too much trouble. Tala had been released from the hospital, he had seen that much on the news. Kai hadn't seen the redhead since he had been loaded into the back of that ambulance by the paramedics. The blunette hadn't gone to the hospital with Bryan and the rest of the team. In fact, ever since that day he had been avoiding them all. Bryan, he knew, had tried to call him multiple times. Kai had stopped listening to the various messages he left on his cell phone a long time ago. The blue-haired Russian just ignored every attempt that was made as the others continued to try and contact him. Seeing the others meant looking them in the eyes, and his own guilt was swallowing him whole without the added pain he knew he would see in the depths of the others.

The mahogany-eyed Russian had convinced himself that everyone, especially Tala, would be better off without him. He knew that even if the redhead did mange to regain his memory, Tala would probably hate him, and Kai could not find any reason at all for the other Russian not to feel that way. Kai had spent days trying to figure out where his head had been that night. How could he have accused Tala of cheating on him? And with Bryan of all people. Those two were his best friends. They had been there for him through everything. In all truth they were better friends to him than he had ever been to either one of them. How many times had he abandoned them on his search to be greater? Yet every time he failed they were the ones to bring him back, knowing that there was a chance he would just get up and leave again.

"Kai, what do you think I am? A whore? There isn't a side relationship with anybody! I don't know how or where you picked up the idea that there was anyone else. I love you Kai, no one else. I love you."

His hands were balled into fists and his eyes clenched shut as memories of that night, their fight, assaulted him. How could he have been so cruel? He's vowed to always be the one to protect Tala, since the two of them were children at the Abbey, and yet he seemed to be the one who always hurt the redhead. Never before had it been so bad though. Never before had such harsh words been allowed to escape his lips while being directed towards his best friend, his lover; words that haunted him constantly. Words that he knew he would never escape from. He didn't deserve the peace anyway.

The blunette wasn't quite sure what happened after that but the next thing he was aware of was Tala lying on the floor holding a bleeding and swelling cheek. He brought red eyes down to his extended arm and blinked. The blue eyes of his lover were wide with a combination of confusion, shock, and pain. They stared up at him completely lost and hurt… betrayed. It was several moments before Tala managed to grab back onto reality, and it was several more for him to actually accept it. When he spoke his voice was no more then a broken whisper. "Kai?"

Tears leaked out of his eyes and fell down cheeks that were pale with sickness. How had things gotten so bad? It was one stupid mistake on his part, and yet so much bad had come out of it. He shouldn't have jumped to a conclusion, that conclusion, but he had been so afraid of losing Tala. The redhead was the only good thing in his life, and when he'd seen him with Bryan he'd gotten scared, and then angry. The one thing in his life that meant anything to him was now gone, destroyed by his own words and actions. He would never forget that expression, the utter heartbreak that had been on Tala's face as Kai spoke those last, hateful words.

"I want you out Tala. I want you gone when I get back and I never want to see or hear anything about you." He kneeled down in front of the stunned red head. "You don't exist to me anymore."

Kai reached over, his fingers wrapping around the clear glass on the table. He brought the cup over to his lips, sighing in contempt when he realized there was nothing left in it. The Russian sluggishly pulled himself up from the couch he had been lying on and forced his legs to move him towards the kitchen. Kai reached his refrigerator and tiredly pulled the door open, wincing at the light that emitted from it. He stuck his hand into the fridge and removed a bottle. It was pretty much the only thing left in the refrigerator, besides more bottles of the same thing. The blue-haired man pulled the lid off the drink before pouring the clear liquid into his glass. A relieved breath escaped Kai as he lifted the glass and the Vodka passed through his lips. He sank back against his counter, closing his eyes as he sipped at the cool drink.

Kai let himself get lost in the depths of the alcohol, his mind relishing the momentary respite. This was how the once great, Kai Hiwatari, now spent his days. He hardly ate, and the only drink to ever touch his lips was Vodka. If he actually managed to pull himself out of bed, he never made it further than his couch, unless it was to get his drink from the kitchen. He had taken up smoking once again, a habit he'd managed to kick before because of Tala. A bitter smirk graced Kai's lips for a moment. He found it amusing in a caustic kind of way, that the person who had saved him from his destructive life-style was the same person who had him spiraling right back into it. No, that wasn't right. The point he was at now was solely his fault. He had set himself on fire this time, and there was no one to blame but himself.

Kai groaned in irritation, opening his eyes briefly, as his phone began ringing again. The annoying instrument had been so blissfully silent the past three days. He had hoped that Bryan had finally given up. One glance at the phone number told him that the lilac-haired blader was indeed still persisting in his attempts. Fed up with the phone calls, Kai reached over and picked up the cellular device from the counter top. He flipped it open and held down the power button, watching with pleasure as the aggravating gadget shut off. The harsh shrieking instantly stopped, covering his apartment once again in blessed silence.

Kai pushed himself away from his counter and slowly padded back towards the living room. He placed his glass down on the side table before falling back into a heap on the couch. For one brief moment he wondered what time of day it was, then realized a second later that it didn't matter. The only instance that time mattered to him was when he ran out of Vodka and cigarettes, and it only mattered then because of the closing time of the store down the street. He wasn't close to running out of either of those things, and therefore, the time did not matter.

"Yea genius, there is an anniversary coming up but it isn't mine, it's yours and Tala's. Wolf dragged me down into town with him so I could give him my opinion on what I thought you'd like best. Man you're dense." Bryan wasn't through with him yet though. "Tala loves you Kai! You are everything to him; you are his world. He would go back to the Abbey and probably whip his own back if he thought it would make you happy! All you have to do is take one look into his eyes and his complete devotion to you can't be missed. Now I have a question, just what exactly did you do to Tala?"

"What exactly did you do to Tala?"

"Tala?"

I killed him, that's what I did to him. I caused him pain. I broke his heart. I had the greatest person in the world, and I shattered him with a few hateful words. Kai reached out towards the table, fingers wrapping around the pack of cigarettes sitting there. He slid one from the package and placed it between his lips before reaching into his pocket and removing a lighter from it. A moment later he let out a breath of smoke, watching as his life billowed away with the wisps. Two more months and I won't have to worry about this anymore. Two more months and I won't be able to hurt anyone else. Kai smiled a little, sipping at the drink he held in his other hand. It'll all be okay soon.

XxXxXxXxXxXxXxX

Damn it, Kai. Why don't you just pick up your phone? Bryan ran a hand through his hair in exasperation before snapping shut the cell phone and glaring disdainfully at the device. He had been trying to get a hold of Kai for weeks. When the blunette had refused to go to the hospital with them, Bryan understood. He knew that it would have been hard on Kai, but he thought that the other would cope with it eventually. He had obviously been wrong. Bryan had gone to Kai's house after leaving the hospital the first night but by the time he got there the receptionist told him that Kai had just suddenly packed up all of his things and taken off. The only thing he left behind was the key to the apartment him and Tala had shared. Bryan had spent days trying to find out where the mahogany-eyed teen had taken off to, but if there was one thing Kai Hiwatari was good at, it was being elusive.

Bryan sighed and ran a hand through his hair before standing up from the bed he had been seated on. He slipped his cell phone back into his pants pocket and then stepped out of his room and into the hallway. He needed to go check on Tala again. It had been agreed between the team that Tala would stay with Bryan during the redhead's recovery. Tala seemed to be doing well, but then again, the blue-eyed Russian had no reason to think something was wrong. He didn't remember anything. He didn't know why he'd been in the hospital, and other than a few sporadic memories Tala was as clueless as a newborn to his relationship with the team. Bryan frowned as he stepped into the living room, which was the last place he had left Tala, only to find that the redhead was nowhere to be found. The older Russian slowly made his way through his house, becoming more worried with every empty room he searched.

Bryan searched for a few more minutes before a cool breeze through his kitchen caught his attention. The Russian walked towards the room, and as he approached noticed that the back door was open. He moved swiftly across the floor and into the backyard, relief washing over him as he spotted Tala leaning against the fence. He noticed, as he got closer, that the redhead was holding something, his eyes transfixed by whatever it was. Bryan came to a stop a few feet away, waiting for Tala to notice him, but the other was far too caught up with the object in his hand. Finally Bryan cleared his throat a little, causing Tala to start slightly. The redhead managed a weak smile as he saw Bryan standing off to the side. "Sorry," the redhead said softly. "I didn't see you there."

Bryan nodded his head, stepping closer to his friend. "I know, but I didn't mean to startle you."

Tala shook his head. "It's fine, I guess I'm just a little jumpy for some reason. Bryan, can I ask you something?"

Bryan stopped next to where Tala was standing and mimicked the redhead's posture. His arms were crossed as he rested them across the top of his fence. He leaned on them a bit, getting himself comfortable before turning back to stare at his friend. He noted the serious expression on Tala's face, and raised an eyebrow. "Yea, what's the matter?"

"Who is he? I mean, I know he was the one who found me, I remember his face, but who is he?" Tala pointed to a something on the object in his hand and Bryan realized that the Wolf had been holding a photograph, and the person he was asking about was Kai.

Bryan took the frame and looked down at it, a slight smile twitching at the corner of his lips. It was a picture of the whole team, with Kai standing off to the side, as always, an expression of utter disdain on his face as he stared at the camera. Kai never did like having his picture taken. They were all younger in the photograph by quite a few years. It had been taken at the end of the third championship match, and now all of the team members, except for Ian, were in their early twenties. "Why do you ask?"

Tala stared towards the picture once again, blue eyes transfixed on Kai as he thought about the question. He couldn't entirely explain why, he just felt like he needed to know the blue-haired teen that was staring up at him from the picture. "I don't know. When I look at this picture, when I see you, Ian, and Spencer, I know you're my friends. I know you've always been there, and that you're like my family, but with him, it's different. There's something there, but it's stronger when I see him, yet at the same time, there is a pain that I can't explain. I don't understand why he's so different."

Bryan looked away as he tried to figure out how to respond to Tala's words. He was surprised by the realization that Tala had made, and yet at the same time a little worried. He didn't want to have to explain what had happened between Kai and the redhead. "You feel stronger towards Kai, because you and him were close, nearly inseparable. You were best friends, and had been since you were kids. We all met when we were young, but you and Kai were always closer to each other than the rest of us."

Tala smiled as he listened to Bryan. "It sounds nice, but then why does it hurt when I see him? And why is everything you say in the past tense?"

"Because he made some mistakes that caused you pain," Bryan answered softly. "He tried to make it right but by then, it was already too late."

"Is that why he hasn't come back? Am I the reason Kai left?" Tala questioned, his voice hesitant.

Bryan shook his head immediately. "No, it wasn't you. Kai left because of Kai. He's got his own issues to work out. Don't ever think you did anything to make him go. What happened between you two wasn't your fault."

Tala listened quietly as Bryan spoke, his blue eyes staring out across the spacious backyard. Tala's elbows were resting against the wooden prongs of the fence as he tried to remember anything. It drove him crazy that everything in his past was such a blank. He'd seen several pictures of him with the team, and yet he could remember none of them. Every once in a while there would be a brief snap shot of something from his past, but it was never enough to actually understand. Tala sighed and turned back to the other Russian curiously, asking something that had bugged him since Bryan had said it. "You said Kai tried to make it right? Why couldn't he?"

"Circumstances happened that were out of anybody's control, and he couldn't cope. Tala, you have to understand that Kai is a very difficult person to figure out. He has his ups and downs like anyone, but they tend to be more drastic. Kai will come back when he's ready," Bryan stated, though he wasn't so sure if what he said was true.

There was another long pause from Tala as the redhead thought about everything that had been told to him so far. He thought back to when Kai found him, about the slim interaction the two of them had had, and the expression when Tala had asked who he was. The redhead's eyes widened a little in realization. "I hurt him, didn't I?"

Bryan blinked, honestly surprised at the statement. "How do you figure that?"

"When I didn't remember him, that hurt him, didn't it? That's why he left, isn't it?"

"He…" Bryan paused, not knowing what to say.

"We were more than friends, weren't we Bryan? Kai and I?" Tala continued.

Bryan finally managed to nod his head. "Yes, you were."

"Then why isn't he here? If he loved me, why did he leave?" Tala tried to understand.

Bryan looked away again. "Tala, I wish I could tell you, I really do, but I don't know why he left."

"I want to see him, Bryan. I want to know what went wrong between us. I want to know why he left? I want to make things right. I can't remember him, and I wish I could say differently, but memory or not, somehow I know I love him. I know I need him," Tala breathed out.

"Not as much as he needs you," Bryan whispered, near silently.

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One Month Later

The red head stared down his boyfriend. "This is insane Kai. I don't know why you're acting like this. Just tell me what's going on."

……………

"I'm warning you to get out of my way."

A red eyebrow rose at that. "You're warning me? What are you going to do Kai? Better yet, what did someone else already do to put you in this charming mood? You aren't leaving until you tell me what's going on."

……………

Kai snorted in disgust. "You and him Tala. How long did you think you could keep hiding the relationship you were having on the side?"

"Kai, what do you think I am? A whore? There isn't a side relationship with anybody! I don't know how or where you picked up the idea that there was anyone else. I love you Kai, no one else. I love you."

…Tala lying on the floor holding a bleeding and swelling check…

"Kai?"

……………

"I want you out Tala. I want you gone when I get back and I never want to see or hear anything about you." He kneeled down in front of the stunned red head. "You don't exist to me anymore."

He watched quietly as the door slammed behind the back of the one person who used to make everything seem alright.

……………

A rough hand fell onto Tala's shoulder. The red head raised his lifeless blue eyes to stare up at the owner of the unwanted appendage. A large, ragged, man stood above him and he was not alone, three more people, looking no cleaner than the first, stood behind the giant. The lean figure attempted to remove his shoulder from the grip of the stranger but he only succeeded in bruising his moonlight pale skin. Two of the men who had stood behind the first moved now to stand on the other side of Tala. The first man and one of the others grabbed his arms and dragged him to his feet. The red head thought about yelling but knew it would do no good; only provoke the men into finding more… effective ways to keep him quiet. Tala remained silent.

……………

A small, almost imperceptible, gasp of pain passed through his lips as the first man brutally entered him, claimed him. He shied away from the evil, yellow toothed, smirk that was bearing down on him. One of the man's rough hands was clamped down onto his hip, denting the bone; the other hand rose to brush almost lovingly across the tender bruise that marred his once perfect cheek. The man's smirk grew even wider, "It appears someone else has gotten you first bitch. Isn't that right?"

It appears someone else has gotten you first bitch. Isn't that right? Blue-eyes snapped open, a frightened gasp escaping the pale lips as Tala scrambled up into a sitting position. The redhead looked around the room frantically, his body shuddering harshly as he could almost feel the men's hands groping him. The lithe Russian must have made more noise then he realized because a moment later the door of his bedroom was opened and Bryan came running through. The lavender-haired blader automatically gave the room a brief once over with his eyes, looking for anything that would have caused the redhead to cry out like he had. Bryan's gaze finally came to rest on the trembling form and he stepped towards him. "Tala, what's wrong? What happened?"

"Bryan," Tala's voice was shaky as he tried to reign in his fear. "What happened to me? Why was I in the hospital?"

"Tala, we've had this conversation before. I told you I didn't know," Bryan responded, sitting on the bed next to his friend.

"You're lying," Tala accused. "You know, you just don't want to tell me. I have to know Bryan. You need to tell me what happened to me."

Bryan shook his head. "Tala, I can't."

"You won't," the redhead hissed. "Tell me what happened to me Bryan."

"Tala, please, just let it go. It's better if you don't know," Bryan responded.

"I was raped, wasn't I?" Tala whispered, resting his forehead on his arms.

Bryan stared at Tala in open-mouthed shock. He didn't know what to say, or how to say it. "How?"

Tala watched Bryan's reaction carefully, eyes slipping closed as his fears were confirmed. "So it wasn't just a nightmare," he said softly.

"A nightmare?" Bryan questioned.

"That night, Kai and I had a fight. He accused me of cheating, and he hit me. Then, he told me he wanted me gone, and he walked out the door. I guess I left, and then, they found me," Tala was speaking more to himself then to Bryan by that point as he tried to figure out what had happened to him.

"Tala…" Bryan started.

"Why? Why did he accuse me of cheating? Was I?" Tala couldn't understand.

"No, you weren't. There was a misunderstanding on Kai's part and he jumped to conclusions. He realized his mistake a little too late. He spent the whole night searching for you, we all did. He found you the next morning," Bryan filled in.

"I still don't understand why he left," the redhead said.

"Kai blamed himself for what happened to you, at least, that's my guess. He felt guilty, after all, he was the one who put you out on the street to begin with," was the response.

"You blame him too, don't you?" Tala pressed.

Bryan nodded his head at the question. "I guess I do, a little bit anyway. I just can't believe he acted the way he did, especially towards you. He never asks, just jumps to conclusions, and because of that, you got hurt."

"But he couldn't have known what was going to happen. It isn't his fault," Tala defended.

Bryan smiled a little and shook his head. "You always were too forgiving. It didn't matter what he did to you, you would always stand by him. It's kind of amazing really."

"I just don't think it's fair to blame him for what happened to me. Maybe that's why he hasn't come back. He knows you guys blame him, and he thought I would too," the redhead stated quietly. "You're right, he should know me better. Do you think we could find him?"

Bryan looked away. "I've tried. It's like he's fallen off the face of the planet. I can't get a hold of him."

"What if I tried?"

The lavender falcon stared over at Tala for a long while. "I don't know."

XxXxXxXxXxXxXxX

Kai was lying on his couch, one arm slung restlessly across his eyes as the other one held a burning cigarette over the back of the couch. He paused in brining the stick to his lips as his cell phone began vibrating on the table in front of him. I thought I turned that off, he thought bitterly The Russian made no move to reach for the phone or even looked at it, as he just took another long drag on his cigarette. Eventually the thing went quiet again. Several more moments passed when the phone beeped, alerting him that he had a new message to listen to. Leave me alone, Bryan, I'm not coming back, he thought as he pushed himself slowly into a sitting position. Kai reached over for the phone, knowing that if he didn't pay it some attention it would not stop beeping, and Kai quite valued his silence.

He flipped open the cell phone, reading the message on the screen that told him he had missed the call and now had a new voicemail. Kai clicked on the view button, preparing to delete the message without listening to it, when the phone number caught his attention. The blunette pulled his finger away from the delete key as he stared down at the familiar digits. His hand trembled a little and his breath caught. Hesitantly Kai pressed a few buttons on his phone before placing the instrument to his ear. A few moments later a painfully familiar voice spoke to him. "Kai? It's Tala. I want to see you. Please call me back. I… Goodbye."

Kai lowered the phone and just sat there staring at it for several long minutes. He couldn't believe it, but the proof was sitting in his hand, on the device he was holding. "Tala."

The slate-haired Russian fell back against his couch, running a hand over his tired eyes. In all honesty that moment was the most aware he'd felt in a very long time. He sat there debating with himself whether or not to return the phone call. It wouldn't hurt to see him, one last time. Before he lost his nerve Kai hit the redial key on his cell phone and held his breath as he listened to the ringing on the other side. Just when he was beginning to think Tala wasn't going to answer the phone clicked on and the smooth voice of his love spoke. "Hello?"

Kai was silent for a long time, his voice suddenly caught in his throat. His mind was suddenly being suffocated with doubt. He heard Tala speak once again, but still Kai couldn't get himself to talk. Tala spoke a third time, and Kai could almost see the redhead closing his phone. That was enough to break him out of the silence. "Tala," he whispered.

The line on the other end was silent and for a moment Kai feared that he'd been too late and the redhead had hung up, but then the other spoke. "Who is this?"

Kai's heart broke all over again. Never before had Tala not been able to recognize his voice. The blue-haired Russian shook his head, a bitter smile on his face. "No one, it's no one. I'm sorry."

Kai went to hang up the phone but Tala's voice stopped him. "Wait! Don't go. I know you. Kai?"

"Yea, it's me," he said quietly.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't think you would actually call me back," Tala spoke.

"Oh," Kai's eyes closed in defeat. "I can go."

Tala realized his mistake and tried to amend it. "No, that's not what I meant. I'm happy you called, just surprised is all. I take it you got my message then?"

"I did, and I was surprised by it," Kai said honestly.

"Why?"

"You still don't remember, do you?" The mahogany-eyed man said sadly.

"Yes, I do. You're talking about our fight, right?" Tala said.

"If you remember, then why do you want to see me?" Kai couldn't understand.

"Because I want to remember. I want to see you, because I miss you. I want to talk to you. I want to know that if nothing else you're still my best friend," was the soft response.

Kai sighed as he listened to Tala, wanting to believe the redhead. With a hesitant breath, Kai spoke. "When do you want to meet?"

Okay guys, after forever here is the second chapter to Let That Be Enough. The next chapter will probably be the last one, and I promise that it won't take me anywhere near as long to get the third chapter up. I am really sorry about how long I made you guys wait. I hope you liked this chapter. I really appreciate you guys letting me know what you thought of it.

Also, my friends and I have just started a new website called Dark Rapture. It's a forum type website and it has all sorts of different boards on it for people to post in. We're trying to get it off of the ground and I'd really love it if some of you would check it out. The link is on my profile. It's my homepage link.

Krixel